There’s no place like foreclosure.
(submitted by Christie)
She is on Team Not Impressed.
(submitted by Miguel)
Happy Halloween from AFP!
(submitted by Katelyn)
When Mom comes up with our costume, you can be sure she has thought it through.
(submitted by Donny)
Some people can’t wait for Halloween.
(submitted by Janeen)
A rare glimpse at what a meeting between the Civil War Era, Pacific Islanders, and a Hot Dog On A Stick employee would have looked like.
(submitted by Nancy)
“This is me somewhere around 1981-82 with a demon at a local haunted house that ran every year. I was addicted to horror movies as a kid (and still am) so whenever the haunted house started up, I’d beg my mom let me to go in with the lights off. After an endless amount of badgering, she finally let me go through in the dark. Expecting me to come running back out screaming, she stayed by the entrance only to see me come bouncing out the exit with a huge smile on my face. To commemorate this, she let me pose for a picture with the demon. As you can see, my smile refused to fade even a little bit and I was probably more than a little overdressed for the occasion.”
(submitted by Lonnie)
“My 3 year old was very unhappy about his first preschool field trip even though it was to a fun pumpkin patch. He scowled at everyone and everything the entire time and was even madder after I coerced him to getting behind this pumpkin cut-out to take this picture… if looks could kill, I would have been dead immediately after taking this photo!”
“My mother forced us to wear a giant HOME-MADE s’more costume to our family’s halloween party. No one was happy about it. Except her. I got stuck being the marshmallow made of an appetizing hula-hoop and sheet.”
(submitted by Kari)
Believe it or not, he does his own makeup.
(submitted by Scott)